![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
MIL update 3
Jul. 16th, 2005 12:34 amSo, MIL has now been moved from Brockton Hospital to New England Medical Centre as of last night because she started bleeding again and subsequently lost another 2 pints of blood. They transfused her 4 units at NEMC and she's currently stable.
Now for the fun part. NEMC is part of Tufts University, which is a really good med school/hospital. In fact, it's one of the best. They want MIL to have an embolization to patch up the "guilty" blood vessel. The other choice is she can stay indefinitely till the bleeding stops and then go home, but if she starts bleeding again, it'll be ten times worse and she could essentially bleed out before someone could get her somewhere.
They gave her the usual doom & gloom list, which includes a 1% risk of stroke and a 0-10% chance of blindness. Pretty good odds, though, and it seems better than the other option, right?
Well, somehow, someone spooked MIL who is convinced that she'll either die during the procedure or be left crippled and blind. She's been in and out of coherancy, so I can see where she picked up on it. So basically, she's refusing to have the procedure done, even though the other thing is basically a death sentence. Even her nurse said that there was a chance if she starts bleeding again while she's in the hospital, there was a chance that she could have a heart attack from blood lose before they could stabilize her.
So, after FIL and Steven's aunt left, Steven started talking to his mom and I put my magical hospital skillz to work and managed to get a doctor in to talk to her. Twenty minutes later, she was ok with signing the consent form and having the surgery. Now we just have to make sure that no one freaks her out again tomorrow before she goes it. Therefore, we are shooting to be in by 10am.
Hopefully, no one is going to go in and rile up MIL again. We don't have 3 hours to blow tomorrow. The plan so far is to warn the nurses that if her sisters start dooming and glooming, to get them the hell out of there.
Oh, and while I'm being pissy, Steven's brother has pulled a disappearing act, leaving all the shit to us. Sorry, if FIL wants stuff done on Sunday and Monday, he can get Mark to do it. I am entitled to have my birthday off from this shit. Bleh.
Now for the fun part. NEMC is part of Tufts University, which is a really good med school/hospital. In fact, it's one of the best. They want MIL to have an embolization to patch up the "guilty" blood vessel. The other choice is she can stay indefinitely till the bleeding stops and then go home, but if she starts bleeding again, it'll be ten times worse and she could essentially bleed out before someone could get her somewhere.
They gave her the usual doom & gloom list, which includes a 1% risk of stroke and a 0-10% chance of blindness. Pretty good odds, though, and it seems better than the other option, right?
Well, somehow, someone spooked MIL who is convinced that she'll either die during the procedure or be left crippled and blind. She's been in and out of coherancy, so I can see where she picked up on it. So basically, she's refusing to have the procedure done, even though the other thing is basically a death sentence. Even her nurse said that there was a chance if she starts bleeding again while she's in the hospital, there was a chance that she could have a heart attack from blood lose before they could stabilize her.
So, after FIL and Steven's aunt left, Steven started talking to his mom and I put my magical hospital skillz to work and managed to get a doctor in to talk to her. Twenty minutes later, she was ok with signing the consent form and having the surgery. Now we just have to make sure that no one freaks her out again tomorrow before she goes it. Therefore, we are shooting to be in by 10am.
Hopefully, no one is going to go in and rile up MIL again. We don't have 3 hours to blow tomorrow. The plan so far is to warn the nurses that if her sisters start dooming and glooming, to get them the hell out of there.
Oh, and while I'm being pissy, Steven's brother has pulled a disappearing act, leaving all the shit to us. Sorry, if FIL wants stuff done on Sunday and Monday, he can get Mark to do it. I am entitled to have my birthday off from this shit. Bleh.